“I loved, you lost. Pity isn’t it?”

Strength looks beautiful on you, keep going.

Happiness, where forgiveness unfolds and peace begins.

You tasted like forever in temporary moments.

Where we ended I began.

Fall in love with the parts of you the world has never seen.

Find peace in your battles.

I woke up with the warrior in my blood.

You are only as broken as you allow yourself to be.

Even broken she turned shackles into wings.

I’m breaking and healing all at once.

Unfold your truths nothing exists without awareness.

Even without you, my story must go on.

Earn your wings by letting go.

I woke up with the warrior in my blood.

You want your sunshine? Battle the storm ahead.

I replace you with a better version of us, myself.

He lost interest. She lost hope. They lost the bond.

Art has a special way of connecting dots from lost to found.

I was lost in those sunsets in your eyes and when I was finally found, I was sunshine myself. -The person you made me.

I’m not going anywhere. I hope. It’s been an adventure. We took some casualties over the years. Things got broken. Things got lost. But I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.

Honor has not to be won; it must only not be lost.

It is wrong to think that belief in freedom always leads to victory; we must always be prepared for it to lead to defeat. If we choose freedom, then we must be prepared to perish along with it.

He feels like a long-lost lover who’s finally found his way back home to me.

You are the only one who lost -the rest stayed.